Ouyang Ling didn't panic after hearing this, hummed, carelessly, and asked, "Xiaoyu, that's no big deal, what soup do you want to drink today?" ”

"I happened to meet a few old classmates at the hotel, and it was rare for everyone to get together, and it was estimated that it would take more than an hour to return."

"There is no vomiting, fever, the situation is not too strict, first let Xiaoxi stop tickling, take soapy water, or salt water bubbles, and then take ice cubes and apply a compress to the place where Yan zhòng, and then wipe it with aloe vera juice after applying——"

Ouyang Ling saw that this phone call had been talked for a long time, so he rushed over, grabbed the microphone, and shouted angrily, "Brother, don't be verbose on the phone, come back quickly!" ”

"Dad Ming said that the camphor tree is not very good at attracting insects, he lied to people, those caterpillars seem to have mutated and upgraded, and the stinger is more powerful than before."

"I can't help it, it's so itchy all over my body, scratching it, I'm about to peel off my skin, come back quickly! Otherwise, I will tell my parents that you don't care for me-"

I don't know what the other party said, Ouyang Xi suddenly broke into anger and laughed, "Brother, Sister Yu can eat anything, you can buy whatever you want, I want to eat fried chicken." ”

Ouyang Xi was tickling and coquettish, Tang Zhuque heard this, smiled, and hurriedly went to prepare soapy water and aloe vera juice.

She is indeed not a picky eater, but her appetite is relatively small and she can't eat too much, and the soup that Ouyang Ling makes for her every meal is nothing more than chicken soup and fish soup.

Those built yì are good, it is estimated that the treatment habits of being injured by caterpillar stingers, soapy water and aloe vera juice can indeed relieve some itching.

The two tossed for nearly half an hour, but Ouyang Xi still seemed to be enchanted and had no self-control. Just scratch all over your body.

Soon, Ouyang Ling came back with several bags of ingredients, sorted those ingredients into the refrigerator, and took a few colored shoelaces from the shoe rack.

He smoothed those shoelaces, and tied his sister's restless hands and feet, which Ouyang Xi had found when he had recently sorted out the shoe rack.

Ouyang Xi struggled and wanted to scratch the itch, Ouyang Xi estimated that he used a lot of strength, and his sister's white and tender wrists were pierced by shoelaces and couldn't move.

Tang Zhuqi watched from the sidelines. But I can only do it in a hurry. Ouyang Xi's little face turned red, and he kept rubbing his arms against each other-

Thick coral velvet nightdress with sleeves rolled up at the sides and pulled high. Those pimples that are red and swollen on the arms. It's shocking to watch.

Ouyang Ling pulled down his face. "Xiaoxi, if you continue to scratch, there will be scars. It takes more time to heal and be obedient! Stop scratching. ”

"Brother will give you some anti-inflammatory and anti-itching ointment now, you grit your teeth, stop moving, go back to your room and sleep well, and you will be fine when you wake up."

Itch. The itch was unbearable, Ouyang Xi's wrists twisted desperately, including his knees, and they were constantly rubbing, and he looked very pitiful.

Ouyang Ling, using both hands and feet, pressed her sister's feet, grabbed her sister's hands with her left hand, took the ointment with her right hand, and began to apply-

Ouyang Ling didn't let Tang come close to help, but just did it himself, and for this, it took a lot of time to reluctantly give those pimples medicine.

After applying the medicine, Ouyang Xi returned to her brother's bedroom to sleep, she didn't want to go back to her room, and threw away several sets of clothes that the caterpillar might have invaded, and shouted not to throw them into the washing machine, so as not to leave the stinger, and the clothes in the future will also be contaminated with venom.

Ouyang Ling reluctantly packed those sets of clothes into a small suitcase, called, and asked his fiancée to buy more sweaters for his sister.

Then, he put on his apron, didn't even have time to change his shoes, and hurriedly looked at the glass white wall clock hanging on the wall, ready breakfast for the three.

Tang Zhuque washed up from the bedroom and dressed up before coming downstairs, she looked at the busy back in the kitchen, and felt a lot of guilt.

After getting along, they knew that the tastes of the two brothers and sisters Ouyang were different, Ouyang Ling liked spicy flavors, while Ouyang Xi liked sweet and sour flavors.

It is estimated that in order to accommodate her, a pregnant woman, Ouyang Ling boiled some light and nourishing soups all day long, either chicken soup or fish soup.

Well, this cookie-cutter diet is more fixed than Ye Tingying's blue suits, the only thing that changes is the occasional addition of ingredients to the soup.

Ouyang's two siblings have no careers, and the two siblings seem to live an isolated life, except for eating and sleeping, they still eat and sleep.

Ouyang Ling, every morning around the apartment for a walk, from time to time to the city to buy necessary ingredients, after lunch, stay in his bedroom, more than five o'clock in the afternoon, for the three of them to prepare dinner again, after dinner or back to the room-

Ouyang Xi took care of the housekeeping and bathroom life in all corners of the apartment, taking pictures everywhere, and life was even more monotonous and monotonous repeatedly.

Tang Zhuque's daily rhythm of life is a little closed: sleeping, getting up, eating, drinking soup, practicing yoga for pregnant women, walking, sleeping.

For more than a month, this kind of secluded life has been repeated repeatedly, without any change, and she only occasionally remembers the people and things of Haisha.

It's just that she is too free, but she feels that time flies very slowly, and her belly is not very bulging, but it is much tighter than before.

After lunch, Ouyang Ling came to her bedroom and gave her a few novels, saying that she might as well relieve her boredom and look through it, it was all suspense novels.

One of the novels, the protagonist in it is a naturally psychic little girl, the plot of the novel is very real, close to life, but many deliberately created horrors are fighting with each other, nervous, and exciting She doesn't dare to read it.

It's not that she can't stand it, but when she came here, she no longer took a medicinal wine bath, and she felt that her body had returned to its original shape, and it was very cold.

Seeing some of the tension sent chills down her back, the chill was exactly the same as when she faced Dirk, but it brought back a lot of memories for her.

Ouyang Ling, who came over again at night, looked through all the corners of her wardrobe and other corners, and consciously rummaged through the movements, as if she was looking for something.

Ouyang Xi, after sleeping for a long time, most of the red and swollen pimples on her body had disappeared, followed over, and put a smile on her shoulder.

She wore a long shirt from her brother and a heavy burgundy sweater with a big stupid pig embroidered with multicolored threads on it.

It was just a pair of small feet, but they kicked on the cotton slippers that did not fit well, and they made a lot of noise in the silent room from time to time.

Tang Zhuque looked at the two siblings and asked what they were looking for, Ouyang Ling's rummaging action was conscious, not aimless.

First looked through her closet, then the bed, the pillows, and even a few small compartments in the sideboard, some of which she hadn't seen before.

Ouyang Ling hesitated, stopped rummaging, and asked, "Miss Tang, Wen Ze asked if you brought something from your husband." ”

After Su Wenze secretly sent her into the cabin that time, he also cut off contact with her, Tang Zhuque was at a loss, "What is Wen Ze looking for?" ”

Ouyang Xi spoke quickly and took the lead to explain, "Brother Wen Ze doesn't know, he just asked if your husband gave you any gifts." (To be continued......)